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At The Harbour

from Romantic Fiction Collected by Norman Lamont

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This is a fairly straightforward account of an affectionate dream I had about my wife.

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I took myself off to the muddy harbour
To busy myself
To prove to myself
That I was right and you were wrong
To play little mind games
To watch the seagulls
And just to get out of that room.

I touched a cold chain
And followed its rusted length
To the black water.
Then you came by
With your blonde hair and smile.
I began to pull out
Of my dark conclusions

But
You stood at the edge, turned
Faced me, held my eyes
And dropped
Backwards
Hit the water.

I looked down
You were treading water
Untainted and laughing
"Don't worry - I did it on purpose"

You were wearing my jacket
For a moment I fretted about
My wallet and notebooks
Then I smiled.

Back at the yellowing hotel room
The feud laid aside
We laughed and
Dried you in rich
Towels.

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from Romantic Fiction Collected, released July 14, 2015

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Norman Lamont Edinburgh, UK

Norman Lamont has been delighting audiences on the Edinburgh songwriter scene since 1990. His trademarks are the diversity of his musical styles, emotionally honest lyrics and a droll sense of humour.

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